konfessions of the Koog

Well, we made it safely and soundly across the pond. Flight was fantastic, E-Koog and B-Koog went to the cockpit and sat in the co-pilot seat. I was remarkably sober having taken only 2 anti-anxiety pills (tranquilizers) and was actually able to sleep for an hour or so on the flight to London. Flight: Not sure if it's a scientifically proven, but Koogs HATE flying. Maybe it's a generalization since the rest of my family seem to actually enjoy it? Not sure, but I do not enjoy any part of it. I know, it's safe...it's a control thing for me and I could write thousands of blog posts about my control-freakiness... Anyway, not much to say here except the food and the service on Virgin Atlantic was spectacular. The flight stewards work so hard to accomodate even the most, ahem, needy passenger. Rental Car: We originally rented a Vauxhall Minivan from Costo's travel program. About 2 weeks ago I wanted to confirm with Mrs. Koog the specs of the automobile. It went li